Poem -

swam to deep

swam to deep

Tonight is the night of my meth rest.
I'm alone in my thoughts to paranoid to rest.
I can't help but think my life is nothing bar a test.
My eyes are big there is panting in my chest.
But there is nothing I can do I've swam to deep.
The public watch the shows of crime just for a peep.
I'm that scattered i feel the need to creep.
Around my own head.
My arm is sore its been over fed.

I see in the mirror lights follow behind.
The anxiety of confusion of the answers I cannot find.

I think mature for only a minute.
But soon he tells me your in it to win it.

I listen to the voice i do as he says.
Your head is mine.
I'll scramble your brain worse than a maze.

If you follow my word and take over this town.
You'll be famous will not be respected as a clown.

So now I have you in my control.

Mix up your bag half weight shot
not meaning to brag.
Your in to deep
there is no turning back.
Your life is now crack
the drug of the whirlpirl
that will never give you back.

Your a child of the devil.
Fire in your heart.
I own your soul we will never be apart.
So now you listen to me
for your mission to start.

You've swam to deep.
You'll never be free.
Your stuck in this world.
You belong to me.

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